February 2005

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• wizbango! tech

  Digital Divide

  02.15.05 | Permalink | 1 Comment

  The best, ok only but the adjective will stand, panel I attended was Trends in Computing for Human Development. The panel primarily consisted of Berkeley CS grad students who were working on, and had been involved with, developing sustainable techonolgies for India and Brazil. First of all, the fact that they were CS made them [...]

• univerCity

  Fat Lady Did Sing

  02.14.05 | Permalink | 2 Comments

  I wasn’t going to post today, mainly, to hold Ms. Howard to her promise. But, it is impolite to make a friend pay for a transatlantic flight. So, a snippet from the DNB about George Grenville Malet [1804-1856] who “narrowly escaped death in 1839 when his head was trapped in a tiger’s mouth at [...]

• wizbango! tech

  Search Me

  02.09.05 | Permalink | 15 Comments

  I was on IM with nathaniel and we started trading weird searches that led people to our sites. He insisted that I share it with all of you. Immortalize them, he said. Since Early Modern Notes had some fun with spam yesterday, I figured I would put some fun searches up as well. I had [...]

• homistan

  Scinde

  02.08.05 | Permalink | 6 Comments

  On Saturday, I have to present my latest masterpiece entitled Sindh, Imagined: Writing the History of Sindh from the Colonial to the Post-National. Not sure what it means, yet. I fly to Berkeley in a couple of days and am really looking forward to it. Not the paper-presentation part, though.
  Thought I’d throw a snippet [...]

• univerCity

  Paryani RIP

  02.07.05 | Permalink | 5 Comments

  Haroon Paryani came to the US in 1971 to attend college. He dropped out after one semester and started working to support his family back home. At some point, roughly 20 years ago, he started to drive a cab in Chicago. He brought his family from Karachi over as well. On Feb 5, 2005, a [...]

• imperial watch

  SOTU

  02.03.05 | Permalink | 5 Comments

  TV is on and volume set low. I am bustling for beds and bedtimestories. The Chosen One drones in and out. Ovations. Boos? Did I overhear grumbles? The dems have balls now? “…fill jobs Americans will not take” - go Brown Revolution. Personal Accounts. 2018. 2027. 2033. If he says 2046, I will take a [...]

• holydays

  Basant III

  02.02.05 | Permalink | 23 Comments

  Basant is all about the party. Families dress up, put their boom-boxes on the rooftops (and I do mean BOOM boxes), bring out the bhangra remixes, lots of food, tons of kites and strings, and every person you know - young and old. On adjacent rooftops are your neighbors and rivals. Afternoons start off amicably [...]

• holydays

  Basant II

  02.01.05 | Permalink | 12 Comments

  One confession. All I know about Basant and kites and strings, I learned from Aamir on the back of his ancient honda. We would be trolling the byways of Lahore, ditching classes and committments, and Aamir would grind the bike to a halt, point to some mid-distance in the sky and explain to me the [...]